GB96 s2 - After the pool

You leave a sweaty handprint on your window and Stef’s hands are doing worse than that to your ass as she digs in with her nails. The back of your beetle is incredibly cramped, even though you and Stef are both on the light side. The car rocks and squeaks, full of your gasps as Stef pulls you deeper into her lap, thrusting up into you like her life depends on it. Your head bumps the ceiling.

“Easy,” you gasp, but she ignores you, squeezing you tighter and pumping her hips ruthlessly until she groans into your sweaty boobs and lets loose inside you.

As she turns to breathless jelly after her orgasm and you worry about the upholstery, you realize it’s pointless. You’ll never get the smell of sex, sweat, and suntan lotion out of this car. It was all you could do to get Stef to come here to do this behind the shop. If she’d had her way, she’d have bent you over in the showers at the pool. You like it when she’s being forceful, but still. At a crowded pool?

“Fuck,” she mutters as you climb awkwardly off. She rolls down the window, sweat pouring down her face.

You have no ideas. Clothes are everywhere. You snatch what’s closest, your bikini top, and try to keep the cum from leaking out.

“Why are you so intense?” you ask, bewildered.

Stef blinks a few times and wipes her damp hair out of her eyes. She’s still recovering. You can literally see her searching her brain for an answer.

“Whatever,” you say. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

“Huh?”

You reach out and get her hair, guiding her head firmly down to your lap. Sore and hot, you settle in as she uses her mouth on you. Her heart’s not in it, but that’s normal after she’s just blown her load. You just like the sight of her head bobbing up and down and the feel of her tongue. The warm breeze through the open window feels good too. You put one bare foot out the window and use your other leg to hook around Stef. You don’t usually care if she swallows, but you don’t want more of a mess in your car.

You close your eyes and bask in it. If it wasn’t so hot and your butt cheeks didn’t still sting from her nails, it would be perfect. Close enough. You lightly pull her hair and use your hips to get as much of your shaft into her mouth as you can. You hiss through gritted teeth as your cock throbs, thick, hot cum bubbling out onto Stef’s tongue.

She swallows it and even gives you a few extra pulls to make you shiver. Stef pulls you over and gives you a very messy, flavorful kiss as punishment. It’s not much of a punishment; kissing her is your favorite thing to do in the world.

Both satisfied, you settle down to rest for the minute or two it will take for you both to get way too hot to stay here.

You both hear it at the same time: a rumbling kind of sound. It’s getting louder.

Stef sticks her head out the window and you yank her back in. She’s naked. Sure, the shop is outside town and nobody’s around except Mr. Gibson, but still.

It’s getting really loud, and you work in an auto shop now. You know engines when you hear them, but these are loud. And there are several of them.

You and Stef exchange a look, then start grabbing for your clothes.